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Mark looks up from his mocha at Jaye. "You are pretty when you are thinking." He says hoping to get a good reaction out of her.

Darren drove Green out of the forest and onto the highway towards the city. "Darren, could you please give my your money?" Asked Mister Green. Darren just starred out of the window shield, then without looking just handed Green his wallet. He flipped through teh wallet, stopping at a picture of Darren and his family. He had a beautiful wife and two adorable children, one boy and one girl. There were two small drawings in the wallet, one from each child. The first were of a house, probably their house, with the sentence "Now you will always be at home" written over it. The other were the four of them, holding hands, this one with another quote "We will always be here". As Mister Green looked up from the wallet as they entered the city "So you are a family man, huh? Must be nice" He sighed. "Yes it is. I love them, from the top to the bottom of my heart" Darren spoke like a drone. Green spotted an alley beside a coffeshop "Park the truck as deep as you can in that alley" He spoke and pointed with his boney finger at the alley.

They parked deep into the alley, so they were covered by the darkness, then stepped out of the care. "Darren stand still while I think of something" He ordered the man, then looked around. "And now we need us a tool, and I feel lucky today, so let's see what I get" Green muttered. Behind his sunglasses, where his eyes should have been, flashy images began spinning. Then it stopped, landing on a claw. Green looked at his hand as his nails grew long and razor sharp. He turned to Darren then walked over to him. When a quick *slick!*, Darren were now gurgling silently on his own blood. "Looks like I will get some dinner too" Said Green and began licking around his lipless face, then descented on the dying man.

A bit later, he walked out of the alley, cane in one hand, and the other dapping his mouth with a hankerchief, the corpse were gone, like it never even happened. Green looked around "Now where can I get some good whiskey to wash him down with?"

She went back ignoring the two lovers and continued working on the paper. However the words were still within earshot distance.

Mark's statement snapped Jaye out of her thoughts. She looked up at him, an eyebrow raised in question, unamused. Judging by his looks and expression, Jaye assumed he was messing with her and trying to put her on edge. She contemplated replying with a simple eye roll, however decided differently. "You don't have to state out the obvious." She gave a lopsided smirk.

"I feel like someone has to tell you the obvious or else you'll forget." He flirts back this time meaning it and not just messing around for an reaction.

Mikael Aether watches the exchange between the couple and walks up."Either of you sense anything off?"

"Some whiskey it is"Said Green and swung his cane around, then crossed the street. He moved away from the coffeshop. Heads were turned as he walked down the street, mostly due to his green suit and him setting footprints in the dry concrete. "Mommy, mommy! Why doesn't that man have any eyes or a nose?" Asked a little girl and pointed at Mister Green. The girl were shunned by her mother, thinking she were being rude to a blind man.

Then he came to a bar, "The swervin' moose" were it's name. Green walked inside, the wooden floor creaked under his immense weight, but were strong enough to not break. He walked over to the bar, the just starred at the bartender. "Whiskey" It spewed out of Greens mouth, while he still smiled like he's the happiest man alive. The bartender didn't give two shits and just served Green his drink.

Jaye rolled her eyes, brushing off what Mark had just said. A figure would then walk up to their table, asking something. Jaye looked up to see the man of what she assumed was a mix of angel and demon. She didn't know what he meant by 'sensing something off', so she simply gave a shrug.

"Except the fact that there's three demons meeting up at a coffee shop...No, nothing out of the ordinary at all."

Mark would have laugh at that kind of joke, but there is something a little off and he doesn't like. "Sorry to cut this short cutie, but I gotta go." Without saying another word or waiting for her response he left the coffee shop.

Jaye shrugged at his abrupt leave. Guess I'll have to ask him the question another time, she thought to herself as she stood up from the chair, its legs scraping against the coffee shop's polished floors. She stuffed her hands into her grey hoodie's front pockets and looked up, meeting the eye of the other man. She gave him a pointed look, raising her left eyebrow in question, as if asking him what he had meant.

Mikael sighs."I'm neither demon or angel. i'm a Daemon. A mix between both"He looks at Mark and smiles a bit."Annoyed by me already?"He watches him go and sighs."I sense something bad on the horizon." A rune glows softly on Mikael's neck and he rubs it."I suggest you be prepared for some fight....and not with angels...its something that threatens all....Even me"

The girl slightly looked at him like what the hell was he saying. Well mainly at why at this time is the coffee shop full of odd sayings and literature things being flung around.

((Sorry I had a busy weekend and Brandon is Marks twin and looks exactly like him))

Brandon walks into the coffee shop. He wears a black hoodie and black jeans he walks up to the counter ignoring all the demons in the room. He orders a black coffee and takes a seat. Seeing demons across this city isn't anything new to him, but he doesn't like to get involved. His brother gets him into trouble on his own.